Down and Out
Hey stranger, will you help me
I’m begging of you please
My world has been turned upside down
And now I’m on my knees.
The job I held has disappeared
The wife I had is gone
The child whose hair I ruffled
no longer hears my song
My cosy hearth a memory now.
The comfort of my home
replaced by rotting garbage,
and a makeshift bed of stone
Don’t pass me by like that sir
Just some pennies or a pound
Would buy some comfort for me
While you are homeward bound
I was once a knight in armour
Desirable and clean
Not just a heap of rag and bones
That you can pass unseen
Please kindly sir, please help me
My life is now so bleak
My mind is not so good now,
my body oh so weak
The content of this bottle
is now my only friend
it warms the hollows of my heart
I know will never mend
Just stop and spend a moment
A chat would be so good
To have a conversation
like normal people would
I don’t know about the football
The tv, or the news
But perhaps my horror story
will help you change your views
I didn’t mean to be here
It’s really not my choice
But when you’re broke and lonely
That’s when you lose your voice
No-one will listen to you
Your pleas on deaf ears land
Your past is unimportant
You’re just a homeless man
Oh stranger won’t you help me
I’m begging of you please
My life has been turned upside down
And now I’m on my knees.
Copyright © Kaye Locke | Year Posted 2014
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